BEYOND THE EUPHORIA

Chapter 10: SIGH

The silence is pretty loud, I stare at Emily and her so called boyfriend drowning with confusion and tiredness. I want it all to just end, i am tired of getting so caught up in messy situations. I immediately bring out a blunt, i light it up and take a lonnnggg drag to calm my anxiety.
"What are you doing? You're in a hospital." Emily collects the smoke from me.
"Is this really who you're cheating on me with? This load!?"
"Peter plleeeaassee don't cause a scene." Emily says to her boyfriend.
"You have no idea what you did to me. You ruined my fucking life!" I yell. The individuals roaming the premises turn to me and mumbles.
"Alex please keep your voice down, this is an hospital. I'm begging you." Emily says.
"Keep my voice down? This is all your fault too. If only I didn't meet you at that club I wouldn't be going through this fucking stress. You're like the devil God sent to punish me for my sins. All my life I've never had it easy, why can't i have just one thing easy."
"Alex..." Emily stares at me with a sad face.
"And you, did you really have to send that flash drive to Maddie? You broke her apart, you tore us apart. Was it worth it?" I ask Peter.
"It was worth every bit of it. You were destroying my relationship and it's only fair that I destroy yours too. As a matter of fact I'd do it again and..." I land a punch on his face before he could even utter another silly word, knocking him out cold. He falls to the ground flat."
"Oh my God!" Emily holds her mouth in shock.
"Send my regards to Maddison. I'll come back and check on her." I say to Emily before taking my leave.
I rush back home as the effects of addiction start to kick in. I desperately need another shot of cocaine, I search everywhere, searching for a pack of stack but it's seems I'm all out. My eyes get really red and watery, I start to drool as well, saliva dropping from my mouth like a bulldog along with terrible body itch. My stomach starts to rumble in pain, it feels like starvation. I close my eyes, fall to the ground and quench my fist in pain, I fold up and just hope it ends. I open my eyes and miraculously spot two pills of Quaaludes (methaqualone) laying under the bed. I stretch as hard as I can, my finger tip could barely touch it, my eyes are red and watery as my desperation and anxiety skyrockets, I take off my shoe and use it to drag it closer. I immediately pop the pills, it takes a while before it kicks in. I lay on the ground resting until my phone rings, I try to get up but my body wouldn't follow the instructions my brain gives. It takes me a great deal of time to get to my phone, it's an unknown number. I call back.
"Hi, who's this?"
"What? Alex?"
"Yeah who's this?"
"Are you alright?"
"Yeah I'm fine, can you tell me who this is?"
"What? I can't understand what you're saying."
It didn't occur to me that i couldn't speak, I was totally hallucinating.
"I said who is this?" That's what I think I said but in reality it's "urr sarrhh whrm ia thruss." Which is totally gibberish.
I hang up and fall back to the ground, I try to get up and grab my phone but it feels like the phone is suddenly falling into a portal and it's gradually getting far from me. I finally reach my phone and it slips from my hand into the corner of the bed.
"Urhh jeez!" I stretch and try to grab it, I spend about five minutes trying to pick it up. It was like I was trying to needle a thread on max level, the craziest thing that follows next is low battery. I grab my charger and i try to put it into the charging port, you know that moment when you're trying to insect your rod into that glory hole but you just keep missing the spot. Well that's my experience, I spend about five minutes trying to plug in my charger.
"Aarrrggghhhh!!!" I yell as I get angry and smash my phone against the wall out of frustration, I fall to the ground, hit my head and black out. After an hour or two I wake up, I inhale and exhale as i raise my head, I feel a sharp pain at the back of my head. I touch it and realize I'm bleeding from a small cut. But that's not the only thing, I look around and realize my whole room is a mess. The crazy thing about Quaaludes is that you forget most of what you did or just hallucinate about doing a particular thing when in reality you're doing the exact opposite or something else. I search for my phone, it's barely smashed with a cracked screen. I see about fourteen missed calls from Emily and two voicemail messages. I play it.
"Alex, I hope you're ok? You sounded weird earlier. Anyways Maddison is having a hard time and the doctors don't know if she'll make it. She said she wants to have ice cream with you." Emily sighs then the voice mail ends. I play the second one. "Where are you Alex? Maddison really wants to see you, she's holding on to her last life just waiting for you and that ice cream, she refused to have it with any other person if it isn't you." The voice mail ends. And it was sent two hours ago.
"Fuck!" I exclaim as i rush out in a hurry, i race down to an ice cream vendor nearby and buy five different flavors. "I'll pay you when I get back Mark i promise!" I say as I sprint away with the ice cream, one accidentally drops on me. I get up and board a cab to the hospital and rush down to Maddison's room. I stop as I see Emily consoling Maddison's mum, I could feel the tension and sorrow in the air. Emily looks up at and shake her head slowly, telling me that Maddison has passed away. I drop the ice creams, rest on the wall and slowly sit on the ground as the news and pain settles in, I bury my head in between my knees as tears slowly drop.